What is it like to dress like a god but starve to death? When Su Shi woke up, he became a low-end god in charge of the power of "words". The divine domain was a dilapidated library that could collapse at any time. The only "believer" was the landlord who came to the door every day to press for rent. The divine power is exhausted, the inheritance is cut off, and it will completely dissipate like a wisp of smoke at any time. The good news is that his priesthood [Word Spirit] is still there. As long as he has "faith", the words he writes can become the laws of the world. Other gods rely on fighting and killing, but I rely on writing and painting. A scripture can save people's lives. A piece of paper can kill all kinds of evil. So, Su Shi picked up the pen and decided to draw a pie for himself first - to become the strongest god in this world! It's just... Who can tell me first how to pay next month's rent?
